Not speaking up against domestic violence is also a crime... and I'm a -

I live in a surrounding where I never thought I would be witnessing domestic violence in front of me myself... how do I speak up about it, how do I let it stop, how... even when it's not happening with me, it's affecting me...

I see a family in front of me, who think very highly of themselves, like they are the only right ones. The woman of the household, the mother, who loves her son too much, her love should have been selfless, yet it's not. I have seen her make reckless decisions... decisions like supporting the son when he cheated on his wife, she knew how her son was, yet she chose to stay silent. She always supported her son instead of her daughter-in-law, who went through a lot. I have seen this girl cry her heart out, yet this mother is heartless, selfish, and way too much.

A few days ago, I found this girl getting into a fight with her mother-in-law and husband. She tried to make her point, trying to prove herself, but her husband raised his hand at her, beating his brother too, who tried to save his sister-in-law.

The older daughter of the family is neutral, but very much on the side of her mother; she protects her mother very much, that's good, but what about the injustice? She is also very protective of her brother, blaming the girl who faces injustice every other way. When I tried to make her think otherwise, she brushed me off. I thought she was a girl's girl, but nope... she disappointed me as well, when her brother was trying to raise his hand on his wife, she tried very well to stop him, even slapping him, but after making him leave the house, his wife, she was crying, and very much broken, so she left the house with her little child, which I saw with my own eyes.

I feel very bad for the little kid, to the point that my own heart is filled with hatred for the family. My mind is filled with questions about how things can change, and whether they can ever be changed. If the guy divorce hia wife, then what about the little kid? Where will she go? What about the mental torture she will face? What about her future, her safety? What about the happiness of the kid?

My heart says, “Be the person who has high values and morals,” but my only response is, “How? The place I live, the things I witness are full of wrongdoings, done by one to another, I live somewhere, where the people backstabes in the name of just a simple chat, whose taunts gives trauma in the name of just little anger, who tells everyone to behave, even when they make their own feel so miserable, to the point they would forget how to cry anymore.”

At last, I would like to say... To the man out there with fragile male ego, who think respect is gained through violence, who thinks loud voice can hide there damn mistakes, who thinks woman are always at fault, who chooses to raise hand instead of solving problems together, who chooses mother over wife, who cheats on his wife, not once but multiple times and says I did it because you were never enough, who says you never stood with me when I was financially broke. Yet, their wives sell their gold, who think being just a namesake man makes them a MAN.... I wish nothing for you. Even if I say karma will hit you, I know you won't care because at last the person who will suffer will be your child... the one you don't think about, not at all.... and to all the women protecting men like these, I wish you nothing, too, because you are the same as those men. You'll never have my respect, loyalty, or love.

How do I ease my heart? I feel like a loser.